Traveling through the heavens as a myth

From the force exerted to the drop point of the forging hammer, and the extent to which the black iron was squashed, it was very close.

The subtle movements are of course different. After all, the two have different body shapes, so the postures for maximizing their strength are naturally slightly different.

The most similar is that spirit!

The energy was completely concentrated, and there was nothing in his eyes except the forging hammer in his hand and the mysterious iron on the forging platform.

"Sure enough, I didn't read it wrong, this kid has good aptitude."

Seeing this hammer, Master Peng's eyes flashed with surprise.

Just read it once, and you can achieve similarity, and more importantly, there is that charm.

I have taught several apprentices before, but none of them has the amazing Ning Yang in front of them.

"Dangdangdang..."

The sound of forging sounded continuously, like rain hitting bananas.

The cyan phantom fire on the forging table is extremely stable, always maintaining the best temperature for forging mysterious iron.

The cooperation between the forging hammer and the phantom fire is beautiful and beautiful, like a piano and sound.

The black iron gradually changed shape under the forging hammer, and the sword point, blade, blade, and hilt gradually formed.

"when"

The last hammer fell, and the black long sword embryo was completed!

A ray of phantom fire jumped up, transformed into the shape of a human hand, grabbed the hilt of the long sword embryo, and plunged it into the stone trough filled with quenching liquid.

"Hey!"

The white mist rose, and the line of sight was misty, reflecting the Ning Yang at this time, like a god or devil.

Withdrawing the phantom fire, Ning Yang raised the sword, and injected the law.

"Om!"

There was a buzzing sound, and the long sword began to emit an inch of light.

"Inferior soldiers! It's rare to be able to do this for the first time forging."

Master Peng's voice sounded, and he praised without hesitation.

"Master taught well." Ning Yang replied.

"However, you still have to learn about forging, and I will give it to you next, depending on how much you can learn."

"Yes, Master. The disciples must study hard and live up to Master's love!"

...

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, three months passed.

April is the end of spring and the beginning of summer. On the third day of March, Ning Yang celebrated his eighteenth birthday.

According to the rules of the previous life, Ning Yang has grown up.

It has been four months since leaving his hometown of Zhenhai City, the gravel world. Now, Ning Yang is about to embark on a new journey.

"I can teach you everything I can teach you. What you need most next is to learn from different refiners, and constantly stimulate your potential in the collision."

Looking at the apprentice Ning Yang in front of him, Master Peng had reluctance, gratification, and sustenance in his eyes.

What is reluctant is that in just four months, his apprentice will leave him.

Fortunately, this apprentice has an extraordinary talent, and in only three months, he has almost learned all the forging techniques he knows.

As for the sustenance, his original core has been destroyed, and the refining technique can no longer go further. This apprentice is his only hope.

"Master can rest assured that my disciple will definitely win the champion of the King Capital Refining Competition!"

Ning Yang looked at the master in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

When I first arrived in the Yantian Realm, I was not familiar with the place where I was born. I hoped to worship the person in front of me as a teacher and practice the art of refinement.

Unexpectedly, Master Peng not only accepted the self he had just met, but the teaching process was even more dedicated and selfless.

Apart from his parents and Sister Jing, Master is the best person to himself.

"Master, the disciple is gone."

Ning Yang said in a deep voice while holding the rebuilt fire-tip spear in his hand, and then strode away.

Chapter 64

"Ugh"

Looking at Ning Yang who had already gone away, Master Peng let out a long sigh, as if he was ten years old in an instant.

He crouched and walked into the room, looking lonely from behind.

Single house, only people, the sun on the horizon seems to have turned into a sunset.

the other side.

"Lao Zhang."

Walking out of Tiezhen Town, Ning Yang said hello to Lao Zhang, who asked for directions when he first came here.

Ning Yang's eye sockets were a little red as he shook the fiery tip spear tightly.

He resisted the urge to cry, displayed his supernatural powers, and the hot wheels emerged, turning into a rainbow, rising into the sky, and heading straight for the distance.

In the Outer Origin Realm, Ning Yang urged the Hot Wheels, the speed was already extremely fast, and now in the Supernatural Power Realm, the speed was several times faster.

Ning Yang can easily break through the sound barrier now, but it consumes a lot of magic elements. You can't do this all the time when you are on a long journey. It is only suitable for fighting.

Therefore, now Ning Yang hurried in the sky at half the speed of breaking the sound barrier.

This rush, another twenty days passed.

On the way, Ning Yang was not simply on the way, but while on the way, recalling the forging skills taught by the master and practicing virtual practice in his mind.

This is a practice method from previous lives, which can deepen the impression.

Just as Ning Yang was preparing to perform another round of virtual exercises, a shadow overwhelming the sky came over the sky.